Portable Museum

"The second task is: seize the time to get out the first issue, and warm up the 'European Tour Exhibition of Chinese Traditional Arts and Crafts' in China.

Section Chief Chen, you should cooperate with the secretary to determine the list of artists to be referred to for the first time. There must be artists from all three generations, old, middle-aged and young, so let’s follow the ratio of 1:1:1. "

"Understood, manager!" Lu Zhaode and Lou Xinying nodded quickly in agreement.

"Understood!" Chen Lijun also nodded.

The next day, after seeing off Chen Lijun and his party, Zhang Junping came to the facade building next to Charles de Gaulle Square.

This is a facade building bought for more than 200 million French francs. Zhang Junping was always worried when he came to have a look.

I'm not worried about the house running away, the main thing is to come and see if the store has been cleared.

After cleaning it out, he can arrange for people to decorate it, and then recruit shop assistants.

"You are Mr. Zhang?" A more than 30-year-old delicate female shop assistant saw Zhang Junping and hurried forward to say hello.

"Hello, you are?"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I am the former store manager of this store. My name is Rosa Bright. You can call me Rosa." The delicate woman introduced herself.

"Hello Miss Rosa!" Zhang Junping nodded politely.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard that you bought this building because you plan to open a gallery?"

"Yes! I plan to use this one to open a gallery." Zhang Junping nodded.

Rosa knew what he was going to do, and she was not surprised at all. He never concealed what he was going to do when he bought the house.

"Sir, I don't know if you have found the clerk yet?" Rosa stroked her hair and asked with expectant eyes.

"Not yet!" Zhang Junping roughly guessed what Rosa wanted him for.

"Sir, do you think you can keep us? We are all experienced shop assistants.

You can inquire, our business here was very good before, but because the boss failed to invest, we had to sell the property. "

"I trust you, because I have been here as a guest before, and I still have a good impression of you.

It's just that you were the clerks of the clothing store, and I want to open a gallery and art store, are you sure you can do it? "Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"Yes! Sir, the core of sales is to control the customer's psychology. As long as the customer's psychological activities are mastered, it doesn't matter what you sell.

Although we don't understand oil paintings and artworks, we understand the psychology of customers and the knowledge of oil paintings and artworks. We can learn, and we must be able to master some knowledge of oil paintings and artworks before you open a store. " Rosa hurriedly explained.

"Okay! You convinced me!
You are right, sales, the most important thing is to grasp the customer's psychology, what to sell is not important.

You, and the clerks of the other store, can stay if you like. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

It was really lucky to find so many skilled shop assistants all at once.

A group of clerks facing unemployment is definitely better than clerks recruited in the job market.

Moreover, these shop assistants are all first-class high-quality talents, not necessarily beautiful, but they are all above the standard, and they are all in good shape. The most important thing is that they have received professional training. can be cultivated.

"Thank you, sir. I thank you on behalf of the sisters! We must work hard!" Rosa was overjoyed and thanked quickly.

Finally, she is worthy of those little sisters under her command, Rosa thought happily.

Although France is also a capitalist developed country, the domestic employment situation is not good. It is not so easy for these high-quality shop assistants to find jobs.

The turnover of people in luxury stores is not large, and the employment situation is even worse.

In addition, they are used to working in luxury stores, and if they are asked to work in ordinary stores, they cannot accept the psychological gap.

So both parties felt that they were lucky and picked up a bargain.

"I mainly sell Chinese ink paintings, as well as traditional Chinese handicrafts. After a while, I will personally train you." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Thank you, boss. We have received a notice from the original boss. We will not be going to work the day after tomorrow. He will settle our wages and compensation for us tomorrow." Rosa revealed a piece of news to Zhang Junping.

After leaving the store, Zhang Junping returned to the hotel.

Sitting on the sofa and drinking a cup of tea, but can't think of what to do.

I have nothing to do left and right, let's practice painting.

Zhang Junping is very clear about his own problems, so when he was in the company, he often took time to write and draw. Don’t tell me, writing and drawing can also be addictive. If you get used to it, if you don’t touch a pen for a day, you will feel less what.

Thinking of this, Zhang Junping simply took out the easel, brushes, and paints, and put them in his backpack.

I left the hotel with a backpack on my back and came to the Place de la Concorde.

Place de la Concorde and Place de Gaulle are the two most famous squares located on the Champs Elysees, one east and one west.

Place Charles de Gaulle is located on the west side of the Champs-Elysees Avenue. The two sides of the street are mainly high-end commercial areas, and the stores of major luxury brands are concentrated here.

Concord Square is located in the eastern section of the Champs-Elysees Avenue. There are mostly lawns on both sides of the street, and the natural scenery is beautiful. Because it is far away from the commercial area, it is relatively quiet and it is the best place for leisure.

Zhang Junping rode a bicycle and came to Concord Square.

Finding an angle, Zhang Junping set up the easel, took out the dyes, and arranged the palettes one by one.

Fix the canvas on the easel again.

Novices, beginners, need to make a draft first, then sketch on the canvas, draw a rough draft, and then paint, so some people feel that it takes a long time to paint an oil painting, and it takes a day or two to complete a painting .

Actually not necessarily, at Zhang Junping's level, there is no need to make a draft at all, just adjust the colors and paint on the canvas.

Zhang Junping painted the Concorde Square, the Egyptian Obelisk, and eight statues below the Egyptian Obelisk, with the Neptune Fountain and the River God Fountain as the middle ground, and the Louvre and the Tuileries Garden in the distance as the distant view .

The close-up is naturally the leisure tourists on the square.

Draw the foreground first, then the middle ground, and finally the close-up.

Basically, the middle ground exists as a background board, and the characters are the soul of the whole painting.

Zhang Junping painted very attentively and quickly. He drew the distant view and the middle scene in less than an hour.

After painting the middle ground, Zhang Junping took a step back, ready to have a look at how to lay out and draw close-up characters.

The distant view is the flesh and blood of a painting, while the close view is the soul of a painting.

"Ouch!" Just as he took a step back, he heard a cry of pain behind him.

Zhang Junping quickly turned his head to see that a little girl with brown hair and blue eyes was touched by him and fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhang Junping quickly apologized, and then reached out to help him up.

"Uh..." Zhang Junping was stunned just as he helped the other party up.

He swore he was absolutely right.

This is definitely Sophie Marceau, absolutely nothing wrong.

Good guy, isn't this too precocious?
Sophie Marceau is 13 years old this year?

She was nearly 1.7 meters tall, and the little girl was wearing a pair of leather boots with heels, a black leather jacket, and black jeans. She looked like a boy.

If the hat on Sophie Marceau's head had fallen off when she fell just now, revealing her long hair, Zhang Junping would never have recognized him, and would have thought it was a little boy.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you just now, didn't you break it?" Zhang Junping said apologetically.

"No, I'm too close!
Sir, your drawing is so good, I am a little fascinated by it. "Sophie Marceau looked at Zhang Junping adoringly.

"Why, you also like painting?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

The current Sophie Marceau is not the sexy queen of later generations, but a pure and pure girl full of vitality.

"Yeah! I really like drawing, but my mother doesn't let me draw!" Sophie Marceau's bright eyes were full of longing, and there was a trace of loss.

"Then wait until I finish this painting, and I'll teach you how to draw!" Zhang Junping laughed.

"Really? Thank you sir, it's just..." Sophie Marceau struggled.

She really wants to learn, but she also knows that learning painting is very expensive, and her family can't afford her to learn painting.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Sophie Marceau! Sir, just call me Sophie."

"Good Sophie!
There is no tuition fee for learning to paint with me.

If you really like drawing, you will be a model for me later, and I will teach you how to draw, and I will give you a set of things for drawing as well! "Zhang Junping laughed.

"Really?!" Sophie Marceau said in surprise.

"Of course!

You act as a model for me, and I will give you painting tools as a gift, which is called reciprocity in China. Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

He didn't dare to mention the matter of giving money. Giving money would involve hiring child labor, but giving gifts would not affect it.

Zhang Junping looked Sophie Marceau up and down. Although she was just 13 years old, she had already developed well.

Although it was Xiao He who showed her sharp corners, Sophie Marceau is worthy of being the sexy queen of later generations. She is full of spirituality, which made Zhang Junping love talents.

If I train Sophie Marceau to be a talented girl painter, will future generations hate me for taking away their sexy queen?

Zhang Junping took a deep look at Sophie Marceau, then turned his gaze to the square, and finally closed his eyes, laying out the composition in his mind.

After a while, Zhang Junping opened his eyes and started to color.

As Zhang Junping's paintbrush was stained with color from time to time, he waved it on the canvas, and a figure appeared on the canvas. There were young couples talking sweetly together, with deep affection in their eyes; there were also retired old people basking in the sun, with A leisurely look; there are children running and playing in the square.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a figure on the square, like a lonely elf, dancing in the square.

"Sir, is this me?" Sophie Marceau couldn't believe her eyes, staring at the canvas, asked excitedly.

"Yes! This is our beautiful and lovely little princess Sophie!" Zhang Junping laughed.

"Sir, I'm not a princess! I can't paint so beautifully as my husband!" Sophie Marceau stared at the canvas with eyes full of envy.

"Every pretty girl is a cute little princess.

Sophie, you are beautiful, but you are not dressed up, even a boy's clothes can't hide your beauty!

So, in my eyes, you are the beautiful little princess Sophie. Zhang Junping showed a gentle smile on his face.

After Zhang Junping finished painting "The Lonely Elf", he put away the canvas and replaced it with a blank paper.

From the bag, he took out a pencil and an eraser, and handed them to Sophie Marceau.

"Sophie, come on, let's draw."

"I... I can't draw well!"

"It doesn't matter, you can draw whatever you want, whatever you want.

I will look at your foundation and decide how to teach you. "Zhang Junping encouraged with a smile.

Encouraged by Zhang Junping, Sophie Marceau took the pencil and started to draw.

Zhang Junping could tell at a glance that Sophie Marceau had never seriously studied painting.

However, I have to admit that she is very talented. Although she can only be called graffiti, her paintings are very spiritual.

A female painter who was delayed by the movie.

After finishing the painting, Sophie Marceau looked at Zhang Junping nervously.

"Yes, I can see that you are very talented in painting." Zhang Junping praised.

"Sir, I scribbled." Sophie Marceau whispered with a blushing face.

"I can see that you haven't learned to draw, and it's because of this that you can better show your talent.

I draw a sketch, you watch!

Just draw you! Zhang Junping took the pencil and said with a smile.

Changing another blank paper, Zhang Junping began to quickly paint on the paper.

After a while, a vivid sketch of Sophie Marceau appeared on the paper.

Black jacket, jeans, riding boots with heels, and a baseball cap make Sophie Marceau handsome and eccentric.

"Come and see!"

"Sir, this is me?!" Sophie Marceau covered her mouth and asked in surprise.

The "Lonely Elf" painted by Zhang Junping just now has added fantasy elements, and Sophie Marceau in it is wearing a beautiful princess dress.

Although Sophie Marceau felt that she was beautiful inside, it was not as shocking as the sketch in front of her.

The same she appeared on the drawing paper, and the self inside seemed to be alive.

"What do you think?" Zhang Junping smiled and patted Sophie Marceau on the head.

"The painting is so good! This painting seems to be alive!" Sophie Marceau smiled happily.

"This painting is for you!

If you really want to learn how to draw with me, you need to ask your parents for permission.

If they agree, you can take them to find me near the Place de Gaulle.

I opened a gallery there called "China Impression". "Zhang Junping took down the sketch and handed it to Sophie Marceau.

Then put the easel, dyes, palettes, brushes, all into the backpack.

"Sophie, this is the gift I promised you!

You are a fantastic model! Zhang Junping praised with a smile.

"Thank you sir!" Sophie Marceau took the backpack and bowed to Zhang Junping.

Today is a day full of legends for Sophie Marceau.

Because of a quarrel with his mother, he went to the Concord Square alone to relax in anger, and met a magical oriental man.

The smiles of the Orientals are so kind, and the words are so gentle.

The painting is really great!
With a happy smile on her lips, Sophie Marceau hopped back home with her backpack on her back.

Zhang Junping also rode back to the hotel.

For him, today is a very interesting day, and he actually met Sophie Marceau who has not yet debuted.

In his last life, he was a die-hard fan of Sophie Marceau.

A lot of precious photos of Sophie Marceau have been saved.

Zhang Junping can only sigh with emotion, the magic of fate.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Junping began to think that in the future, he would definitely stay in Europe for a long time, and staying in the hotel all the time was both convenient and inconvenient.

So, I had the idea of ​​buying a villa in Paris.

Of course, it would be better to have a suitable manor.

As soon as he thought of it, Zhang Junping found a newspaper and found a real estate agency's phone number from it.

Who said that people in capitalist countries don't work overtime?
Zhang Junping made a phone call, and the real estate agent who was about to get off work immediately rushed to the Hilton Hotel with the documents.

"Mr. Zhang, hello! I'm your real estate agent, and my name is Jason Grace."

"Hello! Come in and do it!" Zhang Junping let the other party into the room.

"Mr. Zhang, according to your request, I have selected a few sets of classic manors for you. Take a look." Jason Grace took out a dozen documents from his briefcase.

"This manor covers an area of ​​5.8 acres and is located on the south bank of the Seine River, only 10 minutes' drive from the city center.

There is a baroque main castle in the manor, and several servants' houses.

The facilities inside include: swimming pool, tennis court, horse farm..." Jason Grace introduced Zhang Junping seriously.

"How much is this manor?" Zhang Junping directly interrupted Jason Grace and asked.

"The owner of the manor offered 6 million French francs.

The estate is actually worth more than 20 million French francs.

Because the owner of the manor failed to invest and needed funds urgently, the price is very suitable..."

"Just say the lowest selling price!" Zhang Junping interrupted Jason Grace again.

"Minimum 4 million."

"8 million! If possible, we can inspect the house tomorrow. If there is no problem, we can trade directly!" Zhang Junping said decisively.

The reason why Zhang Junping was so decisive was because he found that the manor that Jason Grace introduced to him was near George Fairburn's manor.

It might be a good choice to be a neighbor with George Fairburn.

In Zhang Junping's opinion, George Fairburn is more suitable to be a business partner than Jordan Penniman.

There are calculations, but they are clear.

"Mr. Zhang, this price is too low! The manor owner will not agree.

This is not the kind of manor that has been abandoned for a long time.

This manor has always been inhabited.

You should understand that after you buy such a manor, you only need to change some bedding and you can move in directly. "Jason Grace is very good at grasping people's hearts.

Seeing that Zhang Junping was staying in the hotel, he guessed that the manor he wanted to buy could be moved in immediately.

Therefore, I will be the first to introduce this set of manors.

"Okay! You're right, I'll take a step back.

10 million!

Go and talk to the manor owner!

As long as you are optimistic, no problem, I will pay in full immediately. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, the authorization I got is a minimum price of 3 million, and all the items in the manor will be included as a gift."